Saturday, July 01, 2006

Travels...

From Debrecin i went to Tchop and from Tchop to Skole, these places are in the Ukraine.

I found the Jewish cemetary in Skole, 30 years ago the communists levelled it and placed on that area a petrol station, In the field next to it and mostly covered by undergrowth are the uprooted and abandoned tomb stones. There is also a recent monument placed by one of the families commemorating the 2500 people shot by fascist in 1941-1944. I photograph all this.

Coincidentally when i left Skole back for Tchop i managed to procure the help of a father and son to get over the language barrier with the retarded ticket lady who said i couldn't use the train because her computer was broken, i explained i didnt want to ride her fucking computer to Tchop and was going to get on the fucking train anyway. I don't wake up at 5am to have some retarded bureacratic bitch tell me to watch a train stop and then leave because she cant print my ticket.... lucky she doesn't understand my string of early morning expletives. But the father and son arrive a little later and are also going that way so i go with them... long story short he is the Cultural minister of Skole and on the long train journey we discuss alot of things in bad english. HE is trying to place a monument near the petrol station to commemorate all the graves not just the one small one done by a family but Lviv the regional capital isnt so interested.

The train rolls slowly towards Tchop - 4 hours, only 2 by car. At Tchop i get a train to Cierna which is in Slovakia, getting a train from Tchop to Bratislava is very expensive from Cierna rather cheaper. From Cierna i get a train to Kosice and from Kosice i get one to Bratislava. At Cierna i make friends with some girls who find it hilarious an English person is in this part of the world, but they do not speak English. In Kosice i make friends with some tramps and a group of students from a bilingual college who are going camping, i have a 2 hour wait here. When i arrive in Bratislava at 22:45 i make friends outside the station with "Mike" or Mischa and i end up staying at his friend's house - Jana and another Mischa. This is lucky as couchsurfing has come to a tragic end...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I hope you gave the cultural minister in Skole my e-mail address. Rosana might also be able to help him. Did you tell him who you were? are!

your mama, whose papa was a name to bring a frown to Skole, but his uncle was a name to conjure with.

Anonymous said...

Just thank you for mentioning us in your words...Jana